Plague Doctor

Sasha, the waves are coming.

Gu Jun looked around and looked back at the sea behind him. Is this an island?

The soil beneath your feet is very dry, surrounded by desolate and ruined woods with heavy shadows.

In the wind came a cry, low confusion, muttering.

He walked in front of the obscure, his mind seemed sober and confused. He walked into the shady forest, and all the trees, no matter how tall they were, withered like leaves, without signs of vitality. But he seemed to see something creeping between the branches...

As he walked through the woods, he saw an ancient mansion standing at the foot of the hill in front of him, which looked wooden and had a very peculiar shape, not in any architectural style he'd ever seen, nor in the sense of an alien civilization.

It's shaped like a corpse of some weird creature, ancient and fallen.

Right in front of the entrance to the ancient mansion, a figure stood there, dressed in black, looking this way.

Gu Jun continued to walk over. The call gradually stopped. More than ten steps from the shadow, he could see the other side's face clearly. It was an old man's face. Every skin was wrinkled like a dry corpse, like he had died many times.

The chaos in the old man's eyes reminded him of the delirium in his early nightmare surgery...

Gu Jun approached him a few more steps. The old man seemed to have measured him. The chaos seemed to have changed. He said slowly: "Here you are. ”

Do we know each other? Gu Jun couldn't make a sound. He could only watch the old man turn around and walk to the ancient mansion.

At this time, however, he suddenly remembered a situation he knew from Commander Yao, where an old man appeared in the nightmare of every nightmare patient… like a current rushing past him, he sobered up a few points, and a deep cold poured into his mind.

Am I in that nightmare?

This old man...

Gu Jun felt that the surrounding scene was shaking and the dream was about to collapse... He grabbed on to struggle like a ghost bed. Just as the old man walked halfway through the gate, he finally shouted: “Uncle old dog!? ”

The old man took a slight pause in his footsteps, but did not turn back. He continued to walk into the ancient mansion and drowned in the darkness.

“Uncle Dog, is that you? Did you have a nightmare? What's going on here? ”

Gu Jun rushed to catch up, but at this time, his eyes suddenly opened and the scene was completely different.

Above is the ceiling, surrounded by a dark dorm bedroom, that was a dream...

Gu Jun opened his eyes and couldn't move for a moment. I overwhelmed my mind. I had that nightmare?

After a short while, he took a deep breath before pressing the switch on the ceiling lamp in the room. It was bright around him. He took the cell phone on the nightstand and looked at it. It felt like he had only slept for a while, but it was 3: 00 in the morning.

Fingerpoint opened the address book, from Professor Qin, Commander Yao, and Grandpa Tong's names all swept past, and finally called Wu Shiyu.

Her twin theory is exaggerated, but they do have a super-sensitive connection.

After a few beeps, the call was turned on and a lazy female voice came out: "Ah, didn't you know that a lot of homicides started out as disturbing dreams? ”

“Shirai, did you have any objections?” Gu Jun asked immediately, "What was your dream? ”

“I dreamed I was asleep and you woke me up just before I fell asleep. ”

“I think... I had that nightmare. ”

“Ah?” Wu Shi shouted in the rain, "Don't tell me! ”

But she soon realized the seriousness of the matter, “Oh, shit... I knew the phone call in the middle of the night was bad, why don't you find Grandpa? ”

Gu Jun listened to her make a scene, but her heart was much relaxed. She didn't panic much. “Wu Shiyu, you are actually a talent in the recreation department. ”

“Told you, Leisure has always been my dream.” Wu Shiyu is helpless, "find Grandpa. ”

After finishing the conversation with Wu Shiyu, Gu Jun Beng even called several leaders.

Soon after, several operatives came to the dormitory and took him to the Nightmare Research Centre on the 12th floor of the psychological building.

There are also researchers here all night long in Dadan, everyone is not yet aware of his condition, but the atmosphere is heavy in the confidential high-rise meeting room, Professor Qin sitting at the conference table, Yao Shinian and Tong in different images on the conference screen, everyone's face is not nice.

Gu Jun is a hope, a key player in the study of spells, and a major force in their fight against the disease.

Yesterday's leukoectomy, without Gu Jun, would not have resulted in many casualties.

If even he falls...

But Gu Jun doesn't know the details of that dream. How could he be sick? It's just a similar dream, isn't it?

However, the fortunate story of the people was smashed little by Gu Jun, the sea, the desert island, the elderly... this is the dream.

Earlier, Gu Jun said he saw giants in the anatomy room. They didn't have a clue. Is this the relationship? Or is the patient's mental assault causing it?

“Then the old man said to me, 'Here you are.’" Gu Jun said.

At this moment, Professor Qin asked them to face each other. After listening to him finish, there was a hope that they would rekindle.

“Arjun, your dreams are not exactly the same as those of your patients.” Professor Qin is still full of seriousness, "the old man said to the patients a number, so far we have counted three kinds of numbers, 74, 31, 12. Afterwards, the patient wakes up, feels dry and has a strong need for water. About a minute later, they'll hear knocking on the window, even in a room with no windows, and we deduce that's their hallucination. ”

“I didn't have a dry tongue or hear a knock on the window.” Gu Jun understood that he was not in a typical situation.

Are you here? Why are you saying this? Why is it like old Uncle Dog knows him...

“Could it be a new, subtype nightmare?” Nor is Yao Shinian optimistic, "for a man like Arjun who is intelligent and highly spiritual? ”

In that case, all of them here in Eastern States are in danger, and the conference room is a bit heavier.

“I don't think so.” Master Tong's eyes obviously have another thought, "Arjun is not an ordinary man, and he is not like us. He's got some talent we don't have, and he's from. He entered that dream, not necessarily someone who was going to devour his spirit, for other reasons. ”

Yes and no, what's going on, in a few days.

But they can't just wait for good luck or bad luck, they have to do what they have to do.

“What do you think of those numbers?” Professor Qin advised Gu Jun.

Yao Shinian knew that this was not the specialty of doctors, and the Institute had tried all kinds of speculation, and there was little certainty.

“It seems…” Gu Jun looked at the three sets of numbers displayed on the conference screen. The dream was hidden in front of him, also because of some childhood events.

He has a feeling about these numbers.